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"About the Crown Prince of the South?"

Veronica's expression became a little more serious, and she put her feet down on the desk, and straightened her robe.

"Yeah." Allietta nodded, "The prince's condition is not good, and his injury has worsened."

Stanton Dona, the emperor of the Dona Empire, has two sons and no daughter.

The eldest son is now in his early 20s, at the age when he is majestic and heroic. The second son is the accidental crystallization of Stanton's old age, and he is only 8 years old now.

The eldest son, Liman Dona, is the crown prince of the empire today and the legal heir to the throne of the empire in the future.

But more than a month ago, the current prince had an accident.

The value of force itself is not low, and Prince Liman, who even participated in two wars to suppress the rebellion with the army, unfortunately fell off his horse during a hunting activity and was seriously injured by the horse.

The injury is not optimistic, and the doctors and alchemists in the court are helpless.

Anrietta herself does not have a deep friendship with this cousin Liman. After all, the two royal families live in the south and the north. They only meet when there are grand events in the family.

However, when talking about the injury of this cousin, Anlieta was still a little bit sad.

"It seems that there has been a lot of uproar recently. Is it true that the emperor wants to appoint another prince? If Prince Liman... I mean if... then the position of prince will fall on the head of the 8-year-old little prince. ?”

Veronica sat a little more upright.

"That's what I want to tell you. I just got the news that the little prince from the south is missing." Anrietta took a light breath and said word by word.

...

"Wait, wait, I'm still a little hard to believe. Why did the little prince who was raised in the palace disappear? And it's still at this juncture?"

Veronica pressed the knuckles of her right index finger between her teeth lightly, and her eyes were a little wandering. It would be difficult to digest this new information for a while.

"No one knows how the little prince disappeared. In short, he just disappeared in the deep palace." An Liata said.

There was silence in the room for a while.

After a long time, Veronica, who was sitting behind the desk, looked up at the little princess.

Her beautiful red hair hung loose, with a few strands of fiery strands blocking her face.

Under this small touch of red, there are also red eyes.

Veronica looked at the little princess with a questioning expression, containing complex emotions.

Perhaps because of the tacit understanding developed from growing up together, Anrietta easily understood the eyes of her best friend:

"Not my father, I believe these things have nothing to do with him."

Accidents happened to the two princes in the south who had the right to inherit the empire.

In theory, in the event of the death of the elderly Emperor Stanton, the person in power of the empire would become his own brother.

That is, Anrietta's father.

After receiving the little princess' verbal answer, Veronica's slightly tense expression and body muscles relaxed a little.

She seems to trust her best friend who is in a high position.

"But Uncle Stanton has already begun to doubt his father. Alas, how could he not doubt it? The recent events are so sudden and strange."

Allietta sighed.

"Besides, these are major events, and the empire may be about to change." Veronica echoed, "An Lier, do you have any new information?"

"Yes, in the morning, my father and the Duke of Phoenix discussed it for a long time. They all felt that what happened in the south was an organized assassination. Well... they think it was done by the forces of neighboring countries."

The accident of the two crown princes will definitely cause chaos within the Dona Empire.

Emperor Stanton in the south has already become suspicious of his own brother who ruled the north by military force, and there is a vague tendency of brothers fighting against each other.

Also, the rebellion and uprising that had been suppressed in the North over the years showed signs of rising again after the incident of the prince's fall from the horse.

Once large-scale riots and wars break out within the Dona Empire, it is easy to be backstabbed by other powerful countries on the side.

"Tazan Empire? We have a blood feud with them. As far as I know, Tazan's military strength has developed fairly well over the years. In addition, the armistice agreement between our two countries is about to expire."

Veronica's expression became a little more dignified.

"I don't know, the situation is still very unclear." The little princess's expression was also not good, she walked to the window near the fireplace, shook her head and looked out the window.

Outside.

The year-round snowstorm in the northern land is still continuing, only rendering this extreme northern land a monotonous white.

But if you don't look so far away, just look at the situation in the prince's palace——

It can be seen that the servants of the royal palace are busy in the courtyard. There are a few strong male servants who are pushing a few carts of potatoes and walking towards the kitchen.

They left footprints and car marks on the snow, and thick white smoke was rising from the kitchen in the distance.

For the servants, today is just a peaceful day in the prince's palace.

However, I don't know how long this calm can last.

"Veronica is right, such a big event happened in the south... Maybe the empire is about to change."

The little princess thought in this way, and then turned her gaze to the distance where the wind and snow were raging.

There, the world is vast.

...

Central Empire, Coastal, Eaton Town.

On the main street, hot pot restaurants and Cantonese restaurants are in full swing, and there are crowds of people at the entrances of the two stores.

The excited chatter of diners, combined with the "Welcome" from the waiters, made the place seem very lively.

At the corner of the street, a bar with a large number of potted landscape plants is planted at the door.

At this time, the entrance of the bar is still a little deserted.

Not that Bell and her cocktails were unpopular.

On the contrary, when the bar first opened, the drink-loving diners in Eaton and the surrounding towns were discussing the new "tavern" almost every day, and the cute-looking, outgoing personality in the "tavern". The young proprietress.

Wait until these people actually enter the bar for a drink.

Among the topics they talked about, they added a variety of cocktails with a variety of styles and tastes.

The popularity of Ling and her cocktails is evident.

As for the reason why the entrance of the bar is deserted now, it's simply because it hasn't officially opened yet.

Ling's bar usually only opens when the lights in the town are first on.

This rule was left by Dawn before his last long journey.

"If we are also open during the day, then what is the difference between us and those ordinary pubs? We have to show our own characteristics and make the bar a pure land for social animals to relax and take a rest after a hard day's work. So, only in the evening Just open for business."

This is what Boss Duo said at the time.

The meaning in it, Ling probably only understood about 7788, and the difficult and invented words such as "community animal" were selectively ignored.

She doesn't care.

If it is open at night, it will be open at night, and it happens to be happy during the day.

When the horseshoe lamps were lit in the whole Eaton, and light feather nets were hung in some wealthy shops along the street, Ling opened the door of the bar.

It has just opened for business, and regular customers who rushed over soon came in.

Today's first guest is a local resident of Eaton, Mr. Fleming who runs a clinic.

"Ling, same old."

The old-fashioned Mr. Doctor came to the bar and sat down by the window.

The location he chose was just right to see the bustling crowd on the street, which was in stark contrast to the relatively quiet environment inside the bar.

"Okay, a glass of [Godfather], wait a moment." Bell greeted very familiarly, and began to mix the drink.

[Godfather] is a male-oriented cocktail with a high degree in Bell's bar menu.

Regular customers who think they can drink well will order it.

Barley is brewed into a strong distilled spirit, add some flavored almond wine, blend, mix with ice cubes, and finally insert a small cherry on the rim of the glass as an embellishment.

Soon, a glass of [The Godfather] was smoothly mixed.

Because I was influenced by [cooking power] in the process of learning earlier, coupled with the serious practice later.

At present, Ling is already familiar with making various cocktails on the menu. The proportions of various drinks are very good, and the actions are still interesting.

If you want to put it on the earth, you can definitely pass the senior bartender certificate.

After the cocktail was mixed, Ling raised her hand to signal the waiter next to her.

There are two waiters here, a man and a woman, both of whom are just adults.

Speaking of which, when the bar first opened, there were no waiters, and Ling was all by himself from bartending to delivering drinks to arranging glasses.

On the first night of business, the female thief who washed her hands in the golden basin was exhausted.

So the next day, dragging her tired body, she urgently found Hana, the lobby manager and personnel director next door, to discuss:

"Although I run this bar to apologize to my little brother, I shouldn't have any complaints. But those customers are too many and enthusiastic. If I work like this every night, even a donkey will die of exhaustion! All right! Well, have mercy!"

Under Ling's earnest arguments, Hana dispatched two newcomers with more stable personalities to the bar.

The glass of [The Godfather] on the bar was picked up by the waitress and delivered to Dr. Fleming's table.

"Please take it easy, sir."

After putting away the drinks, the waitress bowed slightly, said something in such a soft voice, and then walked back.

Because Donne has developed a difference in the concept of bar service.

The waiters here are told not to be as enthusiastic as the other two stores, but to maintain full courtesy and respect to the guests.

Simply put, it is to let the guests fully feel the tranquility.

Dr. Fleming by the window picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

The aroma of strong distilled liquor is mixed with a touch of almonds and bitterness. The mixed taste is very unique and the smell is also very strong.

"It's very good. It seems that the taste is better than the last two drinks. It seems that Ling's craftsmanship is still improving. It's really amazing. It's worthy of being brought back by Brother Dawn."

Dr. Fleming has a slightly dull personality, and the exhausted expression on Dr. Fleming's face has become a little more lively after working all day.

By the way, Mr. Doctor's recent work is almost entirely receiving guests who have just come to the town and filled their stomachs...

After taking a few more sips of [The Godfather], the high concentration of alcohol began to blur Fleming's eyes.

His gaze continued to focus on the crowd flowing outside the window.

Ling, the proprietress behind the bar, looked at the doctor with a flat look, and then looked away lightly.

Mr. Fleming had a story, too, or anyone at his age would have a story.

And after drinking, people are happy to confide in the people around them.

As long as there is wine, the story will suffice.

For example, Ling and the two waiters here have collected the life experiences of many regular customers intentionally or unintentionally during the time since the opening, and learned about the unknown side behind many customers who come and go in a hurry.

To be honest, this kind of feeling of being able to act as a tree hole and spy on other people's lives is quite good.

Bell kind of likes what she is doing now.

As for the story of this Mr. Doctor, what Bell currently knows is this——

Fleming was born in nearby Silvershield Harbor, the eldest son of a small noble family.

However, he is not the first son.

Fleming's mother was originally a servant in the family.

Because of his status, Fleming's status in the family is not high, and he has no inheritance rights. From childhood to adulthood, he has been living a life of material affluence but marginal social relations.

When he was about eleven or twelve years old, Fleming became obsessed with the study of medical pathology, and gradually turned this hobby into his spiritual sustenance.

But his family doesn't support what he's doing.

The conservative father could not accept that his son stayed with dead animals or even human corpses all day long.

Even his mother, who usually understands him the most, did not stand by his side this time.

Afterwards, without quarreling, without conflict, Fleming left his home and came to the edge of Eaton.

And his departure did not bring the slightest disturbance or influence to his family...

It was just a transparent person.

When he first arrived at Eton, Fleming was depressed for a long time, and his personality became more and more rigid, even a little weird.

According to the doctor’s true feelings when he got drunk, he missed Yindungang at that time. Compared with the backward Eaton, the convenient and prosperous life in the big city is a thousand times better.

It's a pity that there is no place for him in such a life.

But now, Fleming's mood seems to have changed.

"Woo—it's so good, it's so lively. Since Brother Don came, the town has been getting better little by little, and it has developed into what it is now without knowing it. There are delicious food and delicious drinks every day. Cocktails, oh, there are some wonderful performances to watch recently, and there are a lot of new products to buy, which is great..."

In such a comparison, life in Yindun Port is nothing more than this, right?

When Fleming was satisfied, he got up and left the bar.

When he opened the door to go out, he just passed a new man who walked in.

The new man was a new face, Dr. Fleming did not know him.

But it doesn't matter, every day there will be a lot of new guests coming to Ling's wine tasting.

With a hint of drunkenness, Dr. Fleming walked towards the front of the main street, blowing the comfortable cool breeze of the late spring night. He planned to go to the night market again and buy two more beautiful decorations for Miss Jenny. products as gifts.

It's great, the gradually enriching nightlife in Eaton Town...

And inside the bar.

"Good evening, sir, what would you like?" Ling greeted the new drinker.

The new guest is a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes on his face.

But he is in a good state of mind now, and the clothes on his body don't look expensive, but they are relatively new and neat.

The middle-aged man looked at the bell behind the bar, his expression was a bit astonished, and then he suddenly realized.

"What's the matter, sir?"

After all, Ling was born as a thief, so she is still very sensitive to the gaze of others.

"No, it's nothing, Miss. That's right, I've seen you in other places before, in Tiansang Town." The middle-aged man explained.

"Meet me? Did I do anything to impress you? I'm sorry, but I don't remember you." Ling remained vigilant.

"When I first saw you, Miss, you were being chased by Iron Hand Jack's men, so I was deeply impressed... indeed."

In order to dispel the vigilance and misunderstanding of the bar proprietress, the middle-aged man chooses to tell the truth.

"Uh... alright."

Ling thought for a while, and there was nothing logical about what the middle-aged man said.

If he really saw himself being chased all over the street by the men of the human trafficker Iron Hand Jack, it is normal to be impressed.

Perhaps, this person is the passer-by who was standing on the street watching a play when he and his younger brother met for the first time.

After letting go of her vigilance towards middle-aged men, Bell continued to run the bar in charge:

"So, what would you like to order, sir? For the sake of our fate, I can give you a 10% discount on drinks tonight?"

"Well, miss, I'm not here to drink." The man straightened his expression, then bent down, and took out a plucked string instrument with seven strings and covered with old cowhide from his bag, "Self-introduction Just a moment, my name is Joseph. I heard that you are recruiting... er... recruiting..."

What are you recruiting for?

When Joseph came, he heard locals say that this "bar" was recruiting players who were good at musical instruments.

They also gave the position a particularly awkward title.

"Oh, yes, we are looking for a resident singer." Ling added the strange word for the middle-aged man in front of him in a serious manner.

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